A/N: Well, no comments on my last chapter yet. I'm thinking of changing it back to T with a warning in the summary. I just don't like that everyone can't see it. More people would have the chance to read it.
I'd also like to point out that the entire backstory line (with the exception of anything Chuck and Blair) has gone on just as it has in Gossip Girl. Bart is dead, Lily is married to Rufus, etc. I just wanted to make sure it was clear in case anyone was confused.
I hope that everyone is enjoying this story. I know I'm having fun writing it. I've got a lot of ideas floating around in my head for upcoming chapters, and if you have any ideas that you would like to share, I'd be happy to hear them.
BPOV
Serena was reluctant to leave, but I assured her I was all right. "I promiced Mom that I would be home in time for breakfast. Eric said he had an announcement he wanted to make. I think I have an idea but I'm not sure -"
"S, I'm fine. Just go. I'll text if I need you," I assured her. She nodded and I blew her a kiss as she walked out the door.
"You should finish your broth before it gets cold," Chuck said, gesturing to the half-empty bowl.
I shook my head. "It helped settle my stomach, thank you, but I'm starving and I need something more substantial. Care to come with me and see what you and I can manage to find in the kitchen?" Chuck nodded and stood, headed for the door. I cleared my throat. "Uhm, At least put these on." I threw his boxers at him, and turned aound to let him change.
"Always the modest one," he murmered.
"Hey, I heard that!" I said, spinning around just in time to see him tuck his length into the boxers. I averted my eyes ten seconds too late. "I'm sorry."
He walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. It doesn't matter. Let's get you fed." I followed him down into the kitchen. The counters were covered with casserole pots and leftover food from the wake. I opened the fridge and pulled out a tray of finger sandwiches and set them on the corner of the island in front of two stools. Chuck and I sat, and I grabbed a a ham-mayo-pickle roll and stuffed it in my mouth. My stomach growled at me. I was hungrier than I thought.
"Can I ask why you left?" I asked quickly.
Chuck was quiet. "I wanted to get out. I thought you were sick, but when I came in the bathroom and saw you were making yourself sick, and I remembered how quiet you had been after I kissed you...I just put together the pieces."
"Chuck, no, you don't understand..." I took a deep breath. Serena was the only person she had ever told. "I've been bulemic for a long time. Since my dad left, actually. I've been getting better for a long time. Yesterday, everything was just piling on me and I couldn't control it. I thought I could handle it, but I couldn't. It wasn't just losing Nate, it was the fact that I was all alone again and I had to face all those people, not to mention Georgina, and having to tell you about the baby...I just couldn't handle it all. My eating and my throwing up are the only things I could control."
"Blair," Chuck said, turning to face me, "I'm so sorry. I had no idea. I know I shouldn't have assumed like that, I just didn't know what else to think." He grabbed m hand and help it in both of his. "If there's anything I can do to help you with anything, I'll do it."
I nodded. "Thank you, Chuck. That's very kind of you."
Chuck opened his mouth, but closed it when Dorota came shuffling in. "Mister Chuck, bad news. Your flight back to Japan cancelled by big snowstorm headed for New York tonight. You have to stay more nights."
"Thank you, Dorota. I didn't know there was supposed to be a blizzard tonight," he said. I nodded to confirm, since I remembered catching a glimpse of the news yesterday morning. Chuck looked at me as Dorota shuffled out. "I can have my father's private jet fly me back if you don't want me to stay."
I shook my head. "No, I want you to stay. I wouln't mind the company. I'm not used to being alone yet. Serena has stayed here since...since Nate."
"I just want you to be sure that you're okay with me staying here."
"I'm fine. Promice," I said, popping another piece of sandwich in my mouth. "You can help me get through dinner tonight. Serena and her family have invited me for dinner, and you have to come with me. I don't think I can sit through dinner listening to stories about Nate without having someone to help keep me grounded. Would you?"
"Of course, Blair." He smiled at me, and it melted my heart.
"Blair, Charles, it's so good to see you again. We're having Chinese tonight, I hope you don't mind, Charles. I know you've had a lot of similar food in Japan."Chuck shook his head and Lily ushered us into the dining room and gestured to the two empty seats for us to sit. "Charles, how have you been? We didn't get much of a chance to talk yesterday."
"I've been fine, thank you, Lily. Tokyo is an amazing place, although I've missed New York ever since I left."
"Why did you leave? It was so sudden!" Lily asked.
"I wanted to help my father. The old manager of the Japan branch of Bass was retiring and my dad was having trouble finding a replacement."
"Why did you continue there after you became CEO?" Rufus asked as he put a piece of chicken in his mouth.
"I enjoyed the work and the culture there. It was so different from here, but still the same. I've been thinking of coming back to the city to work in the main office for a while, but I've never really acted on it."
"Oh Charles, you should. We miss having you around," Lily said, and Serena and I shared smiles across the table.
I turned to Eric. "So Serena told me you had a big announcement at breakfast this morning?"
Eric nodded, a smile breaking out on his face. "Yes, I did. Johnathan and I are going to have a commitment ceremony. In other words, we're getting married. We're going to his parent's place in Iowa, and it's legal for us to get married there."
"Oh, Eric! I'm so happy for you! Congratulations!" I exclaimed. "Oh, you have to let me give you the numbers for Brenda, she's the wedding planner from Nate and my wedding..." My voice faltered. I hadn't meant to mention Nate, but there was no taking it back now. I could at lease avoid the subject. "And I can call my mother and have her design your outfits and everything!" I exclaimed, throwing myself back into the conversation with more force than was necessary.
"That would be lovely, Blair, thank you. And I appreciate your support," Eric said, smiling at me.
I smiled back at him. "Anything for my best friend's brother. I'm so glad you're happy."
"You have my full support and the support of Bass Industries behind you. I'd also like for you to take the jet for your honeymoon," Chuck said.
Eric's eyes lit up. "Thank you very much, Chuck. I can't wait to tell Johnathan, he'll be thrilled."
The conversation ceased as everyone chewed on their vegetarian egg rolls. I could tell that Serena and Eric were going to ignore the big elephant in the room that was Nate. However, I knew that Humphrey wouldn't be able to keep well enough alone. "How are you holding up, Blair?" Rufus asked, grabbing another bite of cold sesame noodles with his chopsticks.
"I'm holding, thanks," I said. Chuck grabbed my hand underneath the table and held it tightly. I prayed that it would be the end of it.
"I hate that things like this have to happen. Nate was such a sweet boy," Lily said. "I always liked him, he had such nice manners...Serena, remember the time that you had went to that party in Nate's limo and you left your phone in the limo, and I had called you, and he answered..." I couldn't listen anymore. I thought I could make it through a few comments, but I couldn't take a trip down memory lane. I squeezed Chuck's hand and he knew.
Chuck cleared his throat politely. "I'm sorry Lily, but we really should be going. I'd like to get Blair back to her home before the bulk of the snowstorm gets here."
Lily nodded. "Yes, it's supposed to get very bad. There's lots of bad reports out west. You should go. I'm sorry you can't stay longer," Lily said, following us to the elevator.
"Thank you for the lovely meal, Lily. It was wonderful." Chuck said as he guided me into the elevator. I waved goodbye as the doors blissfully slid shut.
"God, I thought I was going to pass out when they started talking about Nate." I said to Chuck while shrugging out of my jacket.
"You did fine. I'm proud of you for getting through it." He touched my shoulder gently and let his hand drop.
I looked at the window. "Wow, it's snowing so hard! That wind is brutal!" The huge snowflakes were falling almost completely to the side.
"Well, I guess I'm going to go up and catch up on some work and then I'll turn in," Chuck said.
"Yeah, I think a nice hot bath and bed would be good for me." We walked up the stairs and I paused at my bedroom door. "I'll see you downstairs for breakfast." Chuck nodded, and I closed my bedroom door behind me. I walked into my bathroom and turned on the water. I fumbled for the zipper at the back of my dress until it fell to the ground. I took off my stockings, and laid my pearl necklace on the vanity.
Once the tub was filled, I turned the water off and lowered myself in. The heat of the water relaxed my sore muscles as I leaned back. I closed my eyes and tried to clear all thoughts from my head, but I couldn't get the feel of Chuck's hand on mine out of my mind. I opened my eyes to look at the clock, but as I did, a loud 'beep' sounded, the room went black, and I screamed at the top of my lungs.
CPOV
I was sorting through the papers in my briefcase when the power went out. Blair's scream echoed to me, and I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on to dimly light my way as I ran to her bedroom.
I threw open the door to her bathroom. "Blair? Are you all right? Where are you?"
"Over here. In the tub." Her voice squeaked in front of me, and I turned my phone up to her face. The light reflected off the surface and lit up her face, which was scrunched in fear. "Can you throw me my towel? On your right." I felt the towel, and I threw it to her, she caught it, and gracefully stood up while covering her body with the towel so that I saw nothing. She walked over to her cabinet and opened it, taking a small box of matches out. She lit the candle at the edge of the counter and handed the rest to me. "There's some candles in my room. Could you light them for me?" I nodded, shutting the door behind me to let her get dressed.
Slowly, I found each candle in her room and lit them. The room was filled with a soft orange glow putting out just enough light to see. As I finished, Blair came into the room in a long, white silk nightgown. Her caramel curls were spilling over her shoulders. "Thank you." She took the book of matches from me and placed them on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry for bargin in, I just heard you scream, I had to come and make sure you were okay," I said softly.
"No, thank you for that." Blair chuckled "I've got a teeny fear of the dark. If you hadn't come, I'd be frozen in that tub until the power came back on."
"Blair Waldorf, afraid of the dark." I was careful not to say 'Archibald', even though she kept her last name. "Who would've thought. I should probably get back to my room." I turned and I didn't have my hand on the doorknob before Blair spoke.
"You don't have to go," she whispered. I turned to her. She came up to me, and my hand came up to caress her face carefully. She stood on her tiptoes and her lips met mine. I put my hand on the small of her back and pulled her close as her arms wrapped around my neck. Her tounge began exploring my mouth, and I felt myself growing hard. Her hands slid down to the front of my shirt, and I felt her small hands fumbling with the buttons.
I whispered in her ear, "Blair, we don't have to do this."
"It's okay. I want to." She whispered, pulling my shirt off. my hand slid the strp of the nightgown off of her shoulder, and I leaned down to kiss it. Her hands pulled me to the bed.
I was on top of her, and she was looking up at me. "Blair, I want you to be sure." She nodded, and took her hand to grasp my hardness through my pants. A groan came up from my chest, and I began to pull her nightgown over her head. She took my belt off, and I used my hand to take my pants off. She wasn't wearing a bra, and only a lacy pair of undies. I slid them down her legs and began rubbing her clit, and Blair began mewling at the sensation. She took her legs and wrapped them around my hips, pulling me closer to her.
"Blair..." I said, hesitating.
"Chuck, I need you," she breathed, and that was enough for me. I slowly pushed my way into her entrance, not stopping until I was fully sheathed in her. A deep purr rumbled in Blair's chest as her eyes rolled back. I began pumping myself in and out of her, and each time Blair's moans grew louder.
I was growing closer to my climax and I knew Blair was, too. Her walls were tightening around me, and my hand drifted down to rub her clit again, which sent her over the edge. "Oh god, Chuck!" The sound of her sweet voice screaming my name sent me into my own climax, and I moaned her name as I came inside her.
As my climax came to an end, I rolled to lay down beside her, my arms wrapping sround her waist. Her fingers laced with mine and she nuzzled closer. "I love you, Blair." She smiled up at me, closing her eyes, and we both fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
A/N: Heck yes! I loved writing this chapter, and not just because of the lemon. In my opinion, it was the best chapter yet.
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